Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 761 - 265: Zong Qingkuang! Zong Qianqun! _6

Hehe? Finally, you couldn't help but smile, right? A two-thousand-year-old Bodhisattva, there's finally a man willing to stand up for you. You say a lot, but deep down, you're still happy, aren't you? Yuchi was both crying and laughing: "Alright, since you've said it like that, I know what to do next."

Saying this, he began to take off his black brocade garment.

"What are you doing!" The Peach Pavilion Master immediately stammered, her hands were already restless, trying to avoid blinding her eyes, it was quite unbelievable.

Yuchi's speed was quick, the black brocade garment disappeared instantly, followed by a red long robe that fell on him: "From now on, don't call me Young Master Yuchi, call me Zong Liangqing."

Zong Liangqing... The Peach Pavilion Master immediately looked at Yuchi, who had changed into a red immortal robe. In an instant, he seemed like a different person. From an ordinary mortal appearance, he immediately exuded a transcendental aura, biting a hair tie, he skillfully changed his hairstyle.

The small Taoist bun disappeared, replaced by the Sect Leader's hairstyle, his hands flicked, the sleeves naturally drooping, as an Immortal Sword floated calmly beside him.

Immortal Style!

A bit unique!

She in red was like a bride in a big red wedding dress, standing behind Yuchi who was also in a big red robe, like a newly-married wife, truly a pair of divine couple. The snowy landscape around the floating bridge instantly made them a perfect match.

"Were you prepared for this?" The Peach Pavilion Master said softly, her tone not as composed as before.

Yuchi smiled without speaking. His identity as Yuchi cannot be used recklessly. Yuchi is permanently the mortal president of the Xufu Town United Commerce Association; this fact is unchangeable. When facing such a situation, Yuchi's identity cannot meet the demands, only Zong Liangqing's identity fits the current situation perfectly.

With the little fox mask appearing in his hand, he'll probably have to adopt Zong Liangqing's identity next. As for why not use Song Bei's identity, the reason is very simple.

Yuchi is the president of the Commerce Association, Zong Liangqing is the Sect Leader of the Ascension Gate in the third state, whereas Song Bei… Song Bei sounds like 'sending north'—conveying the meaning of a northern drifter in a previous life, full of loneliness and courage, meant for leaving the third state, for traveling outside the third state, hence not wasting Song Bei's persona now, and letting Zong Liangqing carry it instead.

As the Peach Pavilion Master's little thoughts began to emerge, Yuchi turned and asked:

"My beautiful fiancée, I still don't know your name, isn't it ridiculous for a husband not even to know his wife's name?"

Starting to take liberties, the Peach Pavilion Master thought for a moment and smiled slightly: "I share the same name as your Zong Liangqing, but my style name is different, it's 'Qingkuang,' Zong Qingkuang."

Zong Qingkuang, indeed a unique name, somewhat matching but also slightly different from the Peach Pavilion Master before him. After all, it's been two thousand years, two whole millennia, do you know how I've lived these two thousand years? Do you know? I walked slowly alone, all alone!

Yuchi could roughly understand:

"Loving is futile, yet longing is Qingkuang."

"Qingkuang embodies persistence and passion, I never thought the Peach Pavilion Master, your name carries such meaning."

"Does it…"

Zong Qingkuang blushed slightly, "I randomly changed my name when I was young, feeling innocent, and then everyone said I was a little girl with a wild streak, so I acknowledged it, and it became Qingkuang, never thought it carried such a meaning."

At first, she felt her name was quite in line with her mindset, back then she was very arrogant, looking down on everyone, feeling that the whole world was beneath her, sorry, no offense, you all are garbage, that's basically the mindset.

As her cultivation slowly increased, she began to feel a bit shy bringing up the name, because such a name on a woman was a tad embarrassing, usually, it's men who deem themselves extraordinary who bear such a name. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Didn't expect that after saying it, the other party recited two lines of poetry with her, although they were verses she hadn't heard before, they seemed impressive, loving is futile, yet longing is Qingkuang… a strong sense of helplessness, yet behind it lies immense courage.

This is not easy.

"I'm standing on the shoulders of giants here."

Yuchi nodded, "If it's couplets, I might be a talent, but for poetry like this, I'm still lacking, this genuinely comes from experience, only then can it be felt from the heart. Giant-level figures are quite terrifying, alas, these lines, without context, just crammed into a former life student's mind, leading to dullness, not understanding the hidden bitterness and pain."

Then turning to look at the beautiful woman in red beside him: "Calling you Zong Qingkuang directly seems a bit formal, how about I call you Kuang Kuang?"

Zong Qingkuang couldn't help but laugh: "Kuang Kuang? How about Huan Huan!"

"I'm not a little dog; you can just call me by my name… After all, we're only nominally husband and wife, just a test for you, we don't really have such a relationship."

After speaking, an unusual feeling arose in her heart.

This feeling was unprecedented, as if a sheet of snow suddenly appeared in the summer, snow in June, wretched injustice… not understanding this feeling, but the comfort in her heart is undeniable, hmm… indeed, he is a relaxing young man, no wonder before, Yi Jun was also so obediently dealt with by him, makes sense.

Yuchi also couldn't help but laugh, looking at the woman's veiled beautiful face, and then at the charming and enchanting red dress: "Alright, I'll call you Qian Qun in front of others when addressing you. Qian Qun is a red dress, as well as a term for beauty so it can prevent your name from being known by others, and saves me from going mad with jealousy."

Zong Qianqun… she nodded.

With a teasing and playful curiosity: "Yuchi… no, Zong Liangqing, how are you so good at flirting?!"

Ah… Yuchi scratched his cheek, looking at the sky, secretly thinking: It's all thanks to the Cyan Bamboo Sect.

Then the man and woman in red standing by the bridge exchanged smiles.

Snowflakes danced and fluttered.

It was a sight to behold.